Page 12 of Enforced Love

“Think you can do a little sucking this morning?” he asked.

“Only if you let me finish this time,” I said, and his eyes went dark blue.

“Every drop,” he promised, and I shuddered as he leaned in, his hand guiding his glans toward my open mouth.

I wrapped my lips around him and sucked as he fed the inches into my mouth. He set the pace and guided how fast and how much I took of him. Honestly, I just enjoyed the view of his tight body pumping and flexing.

Heath leaned farther down into me, and it deepened his penetration, making me moan around Dracon. One of my hands crept up to grip Heath’s shoulder while the other moved over to brace Dracon’s hip. Heath increased the speed of his thrusts, pumping a little harder and faster with each stroke. I loved the way his body felt against mine, the rub of his flesh, the ripple of his muscle.

“Not going to last much longer,” he moaned above me.

“Me, either,” Dracon murmured and slid one hand between Heath and me to fondle my clit. “Come for us, Emma,” he commanded.

I did, very easily. My pussy flooded with my release, and my nipples turned into hard points. I sucked harder on Dracon’s staff, and he threw back his head and poured his cum inside my mouth in strong, salty spurts. I sucked it down and tongued him for more.

Heath cried out above me, and his cum pulsed inside my sex as he reached orgasm. He held still and deep for a long moment before letting my legs slide slowly down his arms to sprawl around him. I was spent.

The alarm sounded, and Dracon reached over to hit a button on the wall over the bed, shutting it off. 0500. I had an hour to get my ass back into an Enforcer uniform and grab one of my pre-packed mission bags before reporting to the Liege Commander and finding out who my partners were for the next six weeks. Now, all I had to do was move.

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